Chapter 266 Destruction

Two huge thick dark clouds quickly covered the earth in the darkness under the drum of the sea breeze. With the cold wind, the bean-sized raindrops began to fall. Ding You waited for people's hearts to be soaked in an instant. The musket in their hands was wet by the rain and turned into a fire stick. This was their only fire support. And the people in the castle can hide in the house and shoot them through the window without thinking about such a problem at all.

In addition, these slaves have not had enough to eat for a long time. Today, they are completely supported by the spirit of fighting landlords and divided fields. If they are drenched by the rain for a long time, few can maintain good physical strength.

Not only Ding You and Fan Kui also know that it's time for the decisive battle. This guy's brain is also smart enough to roar when all the slaves didn't have time to think of the problem of muskets: "They can't see us when it's dark!" If you rush in, there will be something to eat!" Then he rushed up first, which was also the only advantage brought to them by these dark clouds.

The slaves, who had been a little sticky by the rain, heard the roar and rushed to Fan Kui in front of them, as if there was no musket to welcome the enemy but fragrant food in the castle. With red eyes, they rushed into the castle with all kinds of tools.

There was a gunshot from the window of the castle, but the smell of these gun threats was obviously greater than lethality, because the dark clouds and heavy rain caused a lot of trouble to the sight of the gunmen, and they could not see where the people below were there.

Ding You couldn't help nodding secretly. Fan Kui is not only so smart that he can use his power, but also take the lead in charging. It can be regarded as brave and resourceful. It's really a pity that he didn't become a soldier.

Ding You is not in a hurry to charge, because sometimes courage alone is not invincible. Although the slaves dodged the bullets on the castle, there was a heavy gate firmly guarding them on the path to the castle.

This kind of gate-like gate is more than 30 centimeters thick. If you want to knock such a door open, it is not what human flesh can do. Ding You interspersed everywhere in the town and finally found the brewing workshop here. For Russians, there will be no wine wherever they go. And the most common is spirits!

Ding You punched and two feet to clean up those left-behind guys in the workshop. At this time, Lao Ai completely applied his training. Ding You threw away his ability not to mention that he was a fighting master. Ordinary people basically had no room to fight back. Ding You pushed a large wine jar with a cart, which was full of three. When Ding You returned to the bottom of the castle in the heavy rain, the slaves were still hitting the gate of the castle with picks and shovels.

At this time, Ding You had faintly heard the noisy running sound behind him. Obviously, the young and middle-aged people were rushing this way. Ding You shouted loudly, and the slaves in front of the door dodged one after another. Several of them immediately understood what Ding You was doing and ran to help Ding You push the wine can under the gate.

With a loud noise, the blazing fire burned fiercely, and the flames rose four or five meters high. The heavy rain in the sky poured on the fire like oil, but poured the fire more vigorously. There was a feeling of fire.

However, Ding You knew that this was just an illusion. It would not take long for the fire to be extinguished by the rain. Sure enough, only in a minute, the flame produced by the spirits was poured out, the door was burned black, and the pick in the hands of the slaves was smashed into a big hole as soon as they hit the door. .

Just as the slaves cheered, there was a gunshot from the cave, and four or five slaves were immediately knocked to the ground.

Fan Kui's toughness really made Ding You see it at this time. He saw Fan Kui holding his head in front of him with a shovel and rushed into the hole. The gunshots sounded, and his body couldn't help but have blood. I have to say that the guns of this era are really ordinary. In addition, this is just the homes of some local rich people, even if there are They can't buy a good firearm. If the gun in his hand basically doesn't hit the point, it can only hurt people and can't kill people. Even those who were knocked down were just wailing with their stomachs or thighs and arms. It seemed that their lives were not in danger.

Fan Kui rushed in first, and naturally began to see followers behind him. This is the leading role of heroes. Over time, people will be used to following your footsteps behind you.

The slaves rushed into the castle like a tide, and four or five gunmen in it were the thrushes with various weapons.

Although these thres are strong, they are like a wisp of flying ash under the destructive power that broke out with these slaves who were wandering on the edge of life and death. Of course, this is the combat effectiveness that these slaves have seen countless foods in front of them. If the ten slaves are not the opponents of these professional th Fighters at ordinary times.

After entering the castle, the slaves began to be chaotic and began to do their own things. They rushed like a mass of scattered sand. At this time, no one could restrain them. Ding Youyin saw the soldiers who rushed into the city wall in the past. No wonder there would be a slaughter without breaking a city in the ancient battlefield. Because people can't suppress the primitive desire for destruction from the depths of their inner world, smash everything and destroy everything. These slaves are like locusts, wandering around on the first floor of the castle.

Ding You kicked over a slave of a Russian young woman who was about to squeeze the woman's neck and twist it hard, sending her pure soul to her God.

Ding You may have been an indecisive person before, but after half a year of fighting in the battlefield, countless people died under him. His soul has long become extremely hard. He did not want to see a scene of beasts staged in front of his eyes, so he chose more direct means to stop it.

Ding You is not stupid enough to ask these slaves to let go of these Russians. At this time, the humane are the stupid bricklayers and beasts. The slaves' long-s suppressed anger must find a vent point, and if these Russians forgive them, they will pick up arms and kill you as soon as they turn around. They will not have a With pity, there is sometimes no way to reconcile between nations.

When the slaves swept, not all of them were commanded by a few slaves who obeyed him to move all the furniture to the door of the castle, firmly blocked the gate of the castle, and then assigned the captured guns to several people, who were responsible for guarding the door firmly until they caught the castle. At that time, the young people who rushed back from the outside will become well-behaved when they see the owner of their town being arrested. Only then will they be half victorious.

After Fan Kui arranged it, he began to attack upstairs with the slaves who had regained their senses a little.

They were fiercely resisted at the position of the stairs. The gunfire above was obviously much denser than that at the gate. It seemed that all the firepower of the castle was concentrated here, and the condescending slaves and the long wooden stairs that were difficult to cross.

When he hit the gate just now, Fan Kui's face and shoulder on his arm were injured. At this time, he was about to rush up the stairs with a fierce force. Ding You pulled him and pointed to a wooden table that blocked the door. This table was the one where Misha and his father and mother had just eaten. The table was hard Hu. Mahogany, in order to show wealth, the table top of the table is as thick as a cement panel, the sides of the table are full of exquisite carvings, and in some places even one or two pieces of jade.

Fan Kui suddenly patted his head and shouted, "Bring up that table quickly."

Then the group of slaves raised the table high above their heads and tilted them to block the top of their heads and went upstairs. The firepower upstairs completely lost their function. Those bullets hit the table dust, but they couldn't penetrate the hard and thick walnut at all.

As soon as the slaves went up to the second floor, enough animal nature broke out, especially those who tasted the sweetness on the first floor became more fierce this time. The scarlet light shined in their eyes one by one, and it could not be seen that they were already weak and had not eaten for a long time.

The upstairs was instantly occupied by flood and beast-like slaves. The gunmen were forced to retreat to the third floor, and the slow running was torn to pieces by the group of slaves.

The things on the second floor are much richer than those on the first floor. All kinds of cups and lanterns have been put into their already tattered arms by these slaves. Some quickly pulled off the curtain sheets and wrapped the trophies. Some of them have begun to sneak away. After all, they were nothing just now. The giver's whole body is a rotten life. The protualist is the easiest to work hard, but now it's different. The packages in their arms and pockets are full of valuable things. With these things, they are enough to live a carefree life of food and clothing for the past year. They have become proto-producing people. What are the most afraid of? Work hard! It's really a good idea to sneak away now.

At the same time, there was a gunshot outside. Obviously, those young adults had arrived at the gate of the castle and were attacking the castle.

Fan Kui looked out of the window and saw that there were four or five hundred people outside. Fan Kui believed that the city gate would be opened by them soon.

Fan Kui turned around and looked at the slaves who were rummaging through the boxes and cabinets. With a sudden gunshot, all the slaves were shocked. Fan Kui roared, "The downstairs has been surrounded. You must immediately capture the master of the castle as a hostage, otherwise the treasures in your arms, including your little life, will be intact. Give it back to those yellow-haired ghosts! Would you like to give it back to them?"

The slaves subconsciously covered the so-called treasure wrapped in their hands. After looking at each other, their breath became heavy. For a moment, the second floor was terribly quiet. As soon as the slaves who wanted to slip away heard that their back road was broken, they instantly fell from property to the property man again, but at this time they and The prowants just now are different, because no one wants to become poor again after mastering the wealth. Ding You looked into their eyes and knew that these people had become hungry wolves. If anyone dares to touch their things, they would tear that person to pieces in every way.

With the roar of Fan Kui, these slaves began to rush upstairs crazily. The firepower upstairs was still fierce, but the general trend was gone. This time, these slaves were even useless. They rushed up directly with a lot of strength. Ding You also As the crowd went up to the third floor, the Russian woman he had just seen who had shot him was behind a window on this floor. He was going to kill the woman before she was** by these crazy slaves. On the one hand, he was getting shot for himself, and on the other hand, he was witnessing this group of slaves on the first floor. After what he did, the fastest way to kill that woman was the greatest justice he could do in Ding You's eyes.

When Ding You rushed up to the third floor with the slaves, there was a sudden sound of footsteps and fierce gunfire downstairs. Needless to ask, it must be that the young Russian youth had broken through the door and rushed in.

Listening to such a sound, it was like the running sound of a group of wolves behind them. These slaves immediately went crazy and looked for the city owner all over the world on the third floor.

No, no, no... There are no city masters everywhere. Some of these slaves have been working here for two years, and many of them have seen the appearance of the city masters.

There is no trace of the city owner everywhere, even the city owner's family. The slaves have been a little panicked, especially listening to the footsteps and shouts of those young yellow-haired ghosts have reached the second floor. If they can't catch the city owner as a hostage, those yellow-haired ghosts will definitely tear up every piece of his meat as soon as they come up, Fan Kui He suddenly looked up at the top of his head and said, "Roof, they must have been on the roof."

A group of slaves suddenly came to it, and one of them shouted, "There is a ladder in the study that can go up to the roof."

The slaves rushed to the study and saw a ladder lying on the ground. It seemed that the person who went up to the roof was in a hurry. Finally, he wanted to pull the ladder to the roof but couldn't pull it up, and the ladder fell down.

The slaves held the ladder, and Fan Kui rushed up first. Ding You followed closely. After all, the people on the ladder were a little troublesome, and it was impossible for many people to stand on the roof. Fan Kui looked at the situation on the roof and did not find anyone, but the roof was not small, and it was the kind of dome. If you want to find someone, you must go around. You can't find it until you go around the eaves. Fan Kui turned around and roared, "Five or six come up, and the rest are watching underneath and blocking the door.

As he was shouting, he heard a gunshot. Fan Kui's body suddenly tilted down the hole, and his head was bloody. Obviously, he couldn't live.

Ding You's eyebrows jumped and instantly dodged behind a half-man-high chimney. Ding You was very familiar with this gun, which was completely different from other long guns. The sound was relatively clear and not stuffy at all. It was the gun that just hit him in the back today.

At this time, two more people who were not afraid of death rushed up the ladder, and as a result, they were shot back one by one. Ding You subconsciously let go of his consciousness to find the position of the shooter. As a result, Ding You could only smile bitterly. His consciousness could not even get out of his body. Ding You had to poke his head slightly to find the position of the target. However, this action was really a little strange to him. Just on the head on the first floor, he heard a gunshot from the opposite side. , steel beads brushed his face and soared through his ear.

Ding You was so scared that he quickly shrank his head. In the past, he wanted to know the position of the enemy as long as he let go of his consciousness, and even developed a habit. Basically, he never found the hidden enemy with his eyes in the battle. Now the ability is immediately at a loss in an hour.

Ding You knew that his position had been locked. As long as a small side of his head was exposed, the other party would shoot. The bullets fired from the gun were like a miniature rifle, and there was no need to aim at it at all.

At this time, the downstairs began to be noisy, and there were bursts of gunfire from the stairs. Obviously, the yellow-haired ghosts had come to the third floor. Ding You looked around and found that he happened to be nestled in a concave corner, with a chimney in front and another high dome wall behind it, that is to say, he had no other way to go. , can only come out from the front. Just as Ding You was worried, there was a disturbance downstairs, and then slaves rushed up one after another, and the gunshots on the opposite side sounded. Ding You estimated that there were at least three guns on the opposite side. Ding You rushed out from behind the chimney with the cover of the slaves who rushed up and down, one step by step. He kept running on the irregular route and running towards the place where the gunshots sounded. At this time, Ding You really regretted why he didn't bring a gun. After getting used to himself with the ability, Ding You basically didn't pay much attention to modern weapons, especially when he met the mixed-race Dongtu's home that can't be killed with any weapons. He pushed the gun into the ranks of garbage in the bottom of his heart. He was so confident in his ability that he naturally didn't expect to take a gun downstairs.

Ding You was shocked and saw it clearly. The place where the gun was fired was in a small house on the dome. It was hard to imagine that someone would build another house of several square meters on the roof. Ding You didn't know what the original meaning of the house was, but now he knows that this house was specially designed for refuge, because this small The house has no windows, only four or five small mouths from which just observe the outside and can be shot with a gun, especially in that position facing the entrance to the roof of the study. As long as a person comes from there, he will be shot.

At this time, Ding You took advantage of the continuous slave drilling up from the hole in the roof of the study to distract the attention of the gunmen. He suddenly climbed the bricks and tiles on the dome and turned over the pointed dome, which happened to be the dead corner of the small mouth of the hut. He could not see his activities from any small mouths. He went to the dome Ding You. He is relieved. He has to die of being shot now. He has never been as afraid of death as he is now.

Ding You carefully approached the cabin along the dome. The slope on the dome was relatively steep. Ding You fell down from the dome several times, which made Ding You sweat coldly. At this time, there was already a gunshot in the downstairs, and it became particularly noisy. The yellow-haired ghosts had rushed into the study, making a noisy sound. Soon he calmed down. Ding You knew that the group of slaves had surrendered. Now he was no longer holding the idea of wanting to kill the woman to prevent her from being **, but to grab the city owner to save his life.